Chapter 363 The Crypt of Winterfell
Inside the cellars of Winterfell.
The surroundings were quiet, only the faint sound of breathing, without the slightest light, and the fingers could not be seen.
A man in black clothes with long dark brown hair was holding a sword, covered in wolf skin, leaning on the cellar wall and sleeping soundly.
At this moment, he suddenly frowned slightly in his sleep, and then his breathing suddenly became rapid.
A companion leaning on him has not fallen asleep yet. He is experienced and has a very fast reaction time. Perhaps there are too many terrible things recently, and he will wake up suddenly if there is a little trouble.
He suddenly covered Bunyan's mouth and let him swallow the exclamation in his mouth back into his stomach, only making a dull sound.
"Ugh-"
However, just this faint sound made everyone in the cellar wake up suddenly, and there was a slight commotion. At the same time, there was a small sound from the upper floor of the cellar.
"Oops."
In an instant, everyone's hearts were suspended.
But fortunately, after this small sound, there were no other sounds, and everyone who was hiding in the depths of the cellar was slightly relieved.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
"You know you almost killed us all, Bunyan!"
The one who spoke in a low voice was Alissa Thorne, the head of the Night's Watch in Castle Black.
He has rich fighting experience, and is now in his forties. It was his quick response that saved everyone's lives. Otherwise, once the demons outside were attracted, the last safe place in Winterfell would also be lost. fall.
A young Arisa Thorne fought for House Targaryen in the Usurper Wars and refused to surrender when King's Landing fell, fighting to the end until he was captured alive.
Duke Tywin Lannister asked him to choose between the rope and black, he chose to put on black, and then came to the Night's Watch.
The long-faced man who was still in shock was also panting slightly at the moment, also realizing that what had just happened was extremely dangerous, his chest heaved up and down, but there seemed to be panic in his eyes.
He had a nightmare, and he was Bunyan Stark, the chief ranger of the Night's Watch.
However, after taking a few breaths, Bunyan's heart gradually calmed down.
"Sorry, Ser Arisa."
Then Bunyan glanced gratefully at the night watchman's colleague, wondering if the other party could see it in such a situation that he couldn't see his fingers, and apologized to the other party.
Then he took a deep breath, calmed his mind again, and said in the same low voice.
"I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."
"Nightmare?"
And the middle-aged knight with gray hair held a long sword in his arms, turned his head and glanced at Ben Yang.
He originally thought that Bunyan was already a battle-hardened soldier and should not have nightmares in such a situation, but he didn't expect that he still looked up at the other party, and he was also a coward.
Arissa Thorne sneered, then shook her head and said.
"It's okay, I can understand."
It seemed to him that Bunyan was terrified.
However, what happened in the past year is really terrible. From the first time I came into contact with the figure of the White Walkers, the terrifying corpse array was placed, and then to the war with the savages, the collapse of the Great Wall of Despair, followed by the White Walkers. The army arrived, the Great Wall of Despair fell, and the coalition army was defeated and retreated to Winterfell.
A month ago, the coalition army was ready to fight back completely in Winterfell, but it was beaten to nothing. After a night of fighting, the coalition army was defeated and fled to the neck.
They were besieged by ghouls, unable to rush out, and in a panic, they had to flee into the cellar of Winterfell.
During this month, the ghouls from the outside world have heard the movement and rushed in several times.
Fortunately, Winterfell was built on a hot spring, and the temperature in the cellar was not too cold, and the cellar of Winterfell was temporarily requisitioned as a place for the coalition to hoard supplies, so there was no need to worry about food and clothing.
However, there is not much left to eat the food that was once hoarded by the coalition forces. Next, for all those trapped here, it will be a time of choice.
"Whoo~"
And Bunyan naturally heard the sarcasm in Arisa Thorne's words.
But he was no longer a teenage or 20-year-old boy who was full of vigor. He just glanced at the other party and said nothing.
After all, he made a mistake just now, and the other party saved everyone present.
After the brief conversation ended, the entire cellar of Winterfell fell into silence once again.
And Bunyan leaned on the wall behind him, his eyes flickered slightly, although his mentality had stabilized, but he could no longer fall asleep.
Although he can't see it with his eyes open now, he knows that the opposite of him is the statue of Edric Stark, the King of Snow Hu.
Because he used to play in the cellar when he was a child, his sister Lyanna would also tell him some stories about the ancestors.
'King Xuehu' Edric is a distant ancestor of the Stark family, one of the earliest kings of the north, and the outer walls of Winterfell were built in the last period of his rule.
Because the bloody lessons have been paid since the cellar was breached by the dead, now the survivors have fled to the bottom of the cellar, and further down is the area that has collapsed.
But that's not the point, the point is that Bunyan just had a nightmare after accidentally falling asleep.
Bunyan dreamed that the king of the kingdom of winter appeared in the cellar of Winterfell, his icy eyes locked on himself, and then strode towards him.
The direwolf on both sides of the cellar roared at him, and seemed to let him flee quickly. Father Rickard Stark, brother Brandon, and sister Lyanna were all shedding blood and tears telling him to leave here quickly.
Bunyan fled back desperately, and the Night King chased after him unhurriedly, but then an even more terrifying thing happened, which made Bunyan's hair explode, and he was instantly horrified!
That is, the tombs of the kings of the north that the Night King passed by exploded one after another, and the kings of the north who had left a strong mark in history climbed up from the tombs.
He pulled out the rusty long swords on their statues and turned them into transparent ice swords with a single wipe.
Ice-blue flames were beating in their eyes, and then they all looked at Bun Yang, who was lying on his side at the end of the cellar, and together they let out a roar of trembling souls.
Then Bunyan woke up with a start.